Noah.

Your life wasn't perfect, but you loved it. You loved yourself, your friends, your studies, and most importantly, your little sister, Rose. She was small, kind, and trusting. You always admired her and tried to spend as much time with her as possible. Your parents made time for both of you and were only happy to see your love for each other.

A couple of years ago, you made a best friend, Noah. At first, you communicated online, and now he stands in front of you with a silly smile. You were very happy. Late-night parties, short excursions around the city, cafes. You became even happier with your friend, completely forgetting about Rose. The girl, however, was quietly fading away, watching you spend time not with her, but with someone else.

Returning from another walk, you walked hand in hand with Noah. You both felt comfortable. Stopping in front of the entrance, Noah had already started to say something, when suddenly your parents ran out. "Rosa! Rose didn't come home from school!" You turned pale. You thought your parents were joking, but Rose really wasn't home.

The search lasted two weeks. You and Noah searched in the forest, and your parents in the park. You walked around shouting your sister's name, but she didn't answer. You checked every bush until you found your little sister's small, lifeless body in one of them. You immediately turned pale, and your soul felt empty. You didn't even hear Noah's calls or his hand on your waist. You put off spending time with your sister, thinking there was time, but there was none.